Monthly Archives: December 2011

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Sassy music

Liz Phair songs
Between Phil and You
September 6 at 4:44pm
Here’s a song for you. I can’t believe I am sending this, but it is so perfect. Catchy.
Another coincidence. I’ve never heard it before. And I never heard of the “skin benefits” until you said it on the phone. But that’s the way my life is right now. Interesting items keep popping up. Driving home a certain message.
It’s…rather…um..straight forward but the sentiment right.


Liz Phair’s “Gimme Your Hot White Cum”

Give it to me, don’t give it away
Don’t think about what the others say
My skins getting clear, my hairs so bright
All you do is fuck me every day and night
You’re my secret beauty routine
Na, na, na, na, what my body has seen
I am lookin’ good and I’m feeling nice
Baby you’re the best magazine advice
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
I’m gonna pull you back down between the sheets
Everything is fresher when the day is sweet
In the morning light when you’re already on the phone
Face it, one of these days
Without you I’m just another Dorian Gray
It’s the fountain of youth
It’s the meaning of life
So hot, so sweet, so wet my appetite
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Gimme your hot white cum
Phil September 6 at 7:40pm
You can have my hot white cum any place you want it. Cool song, I like it. I could fuck you day and night. My cock is rock hard again, yearning to feel the hot soft folds of your pussy. So wet, so hot. Cum inside you, on your face, tits ass, in your mouth, every where I kiss or lick I taste cum. Ummmm, so hot. Fuck me Sassy, oh yea baby, ride my cock, feels so good, so good
September 6 at 8:23pm
Just ordered a Asian fusion dinner delivered 
1) Bao Bao – saucy homemade Korean BBQ-marinated beef in a fluffy steamed bun with lettuce.
2) Bostonian Sushi platter – combo of three maki sushi – Shrimp tempura, teriyaki chicken, sweet potato makis.
3) *U.F.O. (aka Sushi Pizza) Thinly tempura-crusted, topped with tuna, salmon, spicy mayo, sriracha, jalapenos.
Noticed the sushi special lobster roll…wished I could order it to eat off your abs right now. Had to go drink another big glass of water. 🙂
September 6 at 9:22pm
So it’s Liz Phair night at my place! Another song with lyrics I could say to you as we walk toward dinner… I love the way she put her face into the camera and makes it clear what she is talking about.
Some moments I feel like no one else has ever felt this way. But then I see that someone has, and written a song about it!
Geez, pretty soon I’m going to have enough songs for a “mix tape.” Remember those? Of course, I’d have to be careful where I played it…can’t writhe and moan just anywhere.
“Why Can’t I Breathe Whenever I Think About You?”
by Liz Phair


Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin’ down the street, and I hardly know you
It’s just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you when we’re out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn’t right
And I’ve got someone waiting too
What if this is just the beginning
We’re already wet, and we’re gonna go swimming
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Isn’t this the best part of breakin’ up
Finding someone else you can’t get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It’s an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn’t it be beautiful
Here we go, we’re at the beginning
We haven’t fucked yet, but my heads spinning
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
High enough for you to make me wonder
Where it’s goin’
High enough for you to pull me under
Somethin’s growin’
out of this that we can control
Baby I am dyin’
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can’t I speak whenever I talk about you
It’s inevitable, it’s a fact that we’re gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you
September 6 at 10:18pm
Hearing my phone ring today was a double-edged sword. A bizarre mix of delight and dread.
Delight that it might be you…and I’d get to hear your voice, your laugh, your snarky words, your sexy talk. It is incredible what you can do to me in a 5 minute call.
And dread because we are on death watch for my dad. so any call may be my sister saying he’s gone. My mom has given up on him, for the first time ever. He could go on living for years. Our first bad scare with him was in 1992, so he has been surprising us for years. But with his mind gone and him not eating or reading…it could be any time.
*sigh* Sorry to drag that into the sandbox, but sometimes I can’t put my burdens down at the door. If you need to drag things in, I’m here. I guess there can be a quiet corner.
and I wanted you to know how much your call provided a much needed boost. Beyond the obvious.
I promise not to post anything serious tomorrow if I can possibly help it!
September 6 at 11:14pm
Reading back over today’s messages.
Relentless can be a great thing. 😉
I was going so fast. Staring at my desk. So high. Soaring. Wet. because of you.
What a tasty stew you are…sweet, funny, relentless and sexy. And more.
Brain stuck on “fuck brussel sprouts.” Too bad I have to get a new down word. Heh. May have to keep it a secret so you don’t mess with it. Brat.
Safe travels! Call me if you get bored on the road…if I won’t make you go into a ditch. Or maybe we can “meet for lunch.” So many possibilities. ‘night.

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Labor day underwear

Monday, September 6 at 12:07am
Happy Labor Day! I’m a union member these days… Makes the day have a bit more meaning.
Phil September 6 at 5:33am
Happy labor day! Dinner sounds amazing! I love food like that. Any underwear is sexy underwear! I like your scenario, especially you being covered in cum. I am hard yet again, yearning to feel hands, lips tongue. Sounds amazing!
September 6 at 6:35am
My Labor Day is off to a good start…because there’s another gorgeous sunrise. and a message from you! Glad you like my scenario. Good word…scenario.
So…let’s hear about your underwear on a usual day, mister. Boxers? Briefs? White? Colors? A few details can help my imagination, you know? I may plot something for you for a winter’s evening…hmmm…maybe silk blue Yankee gym shorts? I’ve never explored the possibilities of sexy men’s underwear…have to show off a man’s assets but allow easy access…hmmm…heading off to the internet for ideas.
Yearning…another excellent word. Very apropos.
I do feel a little guilty for leaving you all revved up with no where to go. But the idea of being able to cause that reaction makes me feel extraordinary! and the idea that I might someday be able to satisfy your yearnings…ooooh.
Phil September 6 at 9:00am
i have tried boxers. They are comfortable if you are just hanging in boxers but I never lay around in underwear. I get up, jump in the shower and get dressed. I may wear gym shorts on a lazy day but never just underwear. I wear briefs. I like colored briefs and have several of those. I do have some form fitting boxers and those are ok. I have football boxers and I like those. No Yankee underwear though.

I woke up this morning and saw a message on my phone that I knew was from you. I got in the shower thinking about some other messages and what this one might be about. Found myself stroking my cock thinking about fucking you over the desk, in the elevator, maybe on the balcony at the hotel. Thinking of you stroking me to the brink and then backing off. Took only moments to get to that point, could feel the tingling in my thighs, knew I was about to cum and then stopped. Did it again, so intense! Could visualize you sucking me, stroking me, ummmm, came so hard it hit the back wall of the shower, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 strong shots, cum flying every where, my knees weak, man, wish those strong bursts were inside of you. Would love for you to feel my hot cum shooting inside of you, filling you up, as your tight pussy milked the final little bit from me. hope your morning is going well. I certainly had a good start to mine. Have a relaxing labor day!

Phil September 6 at 11:08am
Looking for a msg. You give up?

September 6 at 11:11am
There was another message. about a movie. But I got interrupted. By a man. A desk. A cock… And I came about 600 times in the space of 6 minutes. and then he got interrupted. And now… all I can say is… I adore you. You make me smile. And burn. And sit for hours typing. And so much more. I will tell you more when my brain starts working again. When my insides stop throbbing…
September 6 at 11:23am
You may not see that msg for awhile. Throbbing won’t stop… my mind keeps replaying… waves and waves… going to wreck my damn desk chair! Now look who’s all revved up with nowhere to go! ME! Damn it, Phil. You sure now how to get a woman from zero to 100 mph… speed. Speeding…
September 6 at 11:38am
So high… Brussel sprouts. Have to think about brussel sprouts. They always bring me down…need to come down… brus
Phil September 6 at 11:52am
Hard throbbing cock in your mouth, between your tits, in your hand, in your pussy. Darting tongue tasting that delightful pussy. Hot mouth on your nipples. Fuck brussel sprouts
September 6 at 12:03pm
HIO…SSherlock da cAT agin. hooman lady passed out. Againnnn. Waz reeding someting. Making funnio noises. Moving. Odd. Send toona. Kthnx. Bye.
[He called me on his way to the gym, talked for about five minutes.  He sounded concerned that I had not replied online, wondered if he’d been too explicit?   He started chuckling and saying very sexy things when he realized it was just that I had actually had an orgasm (or six) and was overcome with the images he’d been writing about…]

September 6 at 1:23pm
Thanks for calling. I wanted to say so much more… and to smack you for torturing me. But it’s such sweet torture!
September 6 at 2:04pm
So…the movie. With a message.
I’m bopping around the internet…youtube videos of kissing… looking for distraction. Or ideas to share with you.  ended up on hulu.com looking for an old movie that I thought had a sexy scene. There’s a new movie – “Perfect Romance.” No idea what it’s about. Click.
A 50-ish mom with a 24 year old divorced daughter. Mom decides to place a personal ad online for the daughter, write to a guy and get him to come visit. Modern take on the Cyrano de Bergerac.
He falls for the woman online, visits, woos the daughter and she is nothing like her online self. But he is having fun with her family – her son, neighbor and… the mother. Daughter decides he’s not for her. She realizes she’s loved the neighbor all along. Mom confesses it was her online. She can’t believe he’d want an older woman with wrinkles…but he says it’s her mind that’s the key. Her attitude. Kissing ensues.
Perfect message for me to hear…reminds me of something you said recently that the body doesn’t matter – attitude matters. Please, please let it turn out to be true in person!


I want SPARKS!
September 6 at 2:05pm
Now I am going to leave my computer and eat breakfast….
BACON!
September 6 at 3:34pm
Quick question – How tall are you?
Phil September 6 at 4:38pm
6 ft 4, 235 pounds, working towards 220, down from a high of 270
September 6 at 4:48pm
Wow!
I don’t outweigh you by 100 pounds. Hooray!

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Sexy underwear survey

Sunday, September 5 at 7:43pm
So…here’s something new. A multiple choice question! Please tell me what you think of sexy underwear on a woman (that you might get to see.)
A. No. Waste of money, going to take it her off anyway
B. Yes, please!
C. No…only whores wear it
D. Other (explain)
Phil September 5 at 9:42pm
Love it! Thongs, lace crotchless, garters, see through, all sexy as hell. Make me rise to attention! Love a women in lingerie. Love to hear a women moan “fuck me.” Love tasting cum in her mouth, on her tits or from her freshly fucked pussy. I now have a raging hard on that needs attention. Hope you are happy! 🙂

September 5 at 9:57pm
Wow.. makes my day when I happen to “push the right button.” Hee hee… very happy. Do so wish I could help you… you can call me, if you can call me. or hold the thought until you’re back in D.C. Heh. ooxx


September 5 at 10:30pm
I had a lovely dinner out at a small storefront Italian place.  We started with their amazing bruschetta, then I had the tri-color Tortellini with prosciutto cotto and mushrooms in light cream sauce. A friend had the chicken risotto, and Hubby tried their a unique concoction of veal with apricot, raisins and pine nuts in cherry wine sauce, served with roasted vegetables. Everything is so fresh and tasty there!
September 5 at 11:27pm
Probably won’t get to “Thongs, lace crotchless, garters, see through” (Oh my!) initially, but I will try to find something other than the boring cotton Hanes briefs. Maybe some lace… or something. I’m not usually very girlie in any of my attire, but for you… sounds worth it!
You know if I was there, I would help you out. You would give me that look, and we’d calmly excuse ourselves to somewhere I could lock the door. I’d follow you, grabbing your ass as we go. Then I’d put my hands on your crotch and tease you, running my fingers over you and around behind you. I would kiss your mouth and use my tongue to explore while removing all fabric impediments. I would stroke. And kiss you between your legs. Lick. Then gently slam you back against the nearest wall and wrap my lips around you until your legs buckle. Then find a flat surface to lay you out and really go to town. Hands…lips… dirty words… you know it, mister. Eventually… there would be cum on the ceiling and all over me. Then you’d have to help me.
I have never smoked. Why do I feel like I need a cigarette now? 🙂
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Desk action

Phil Sunday, September 5 at 4:39am
I can see papers, books flying as you knock them off the desk as I am behind you fucking you hard and deep, your tits pressed into the desk, I roll you over, sit you on the desk, I pull your hips to me as I plunge my hard, wet cock deep inside of you.

The historic photo is very erotic. I know he found her nipples hard, yearning to be gently pinched and sucked. As his hand slipped into her panties, he felt her warmth before his fingers found soft, wet flesh, as his finger slips across her clit, her knees get week, her head drops back in a sigh, now his fingers slip inside and she is so wet, so hot, he feels her cum and knows she is ready for his tongue and then his cock. I liked the picture. 

Good morning!

Phil September 5 at 5:01am
I have this image of dark hair falling around my hips and sudden hot wetness as you take me in your mouth. Feels incredible, your tongue swirling around the head of my dick, your fingers fondling my balls, I feel a finger probing my ass, I groan as my hips thrust, feeling your finger slide into my ass, ahhhh yeah, now you are sucking me deep into your mouth, finger working my ass, it’s almost more than I can stand, gonna cum and then you stop, allow the sensation to ease. You flip around bringing your pussy to my face, so wet, I slip my tongue inside and you again start to suck, the finger is again teasing. I spread your ass and slip my togue into your ass, you stop for a second, sigh and it goes on. I feel you cum on my tongue, feel and taste your juices flowing, you now earnestly are sucking, stroking my cock, your finger pumping and twirling in my ass and I explode in your mouth. You climb on top of me guiding my cock into your pussy. Then as our hips are thrusting to meet, you kiss me, the taste of my cum fresh on your tongue
September 5 at 5:37am
It is definitely a good morning. bet, if you listen very carefully, you can hear my screams of ecstasy all the way down there.
September 5 at 6:41am
Silent Sunday morning. Watched the sunrise over the Bunker Hill monument, tiny crescent moon setting over Boston. Blissful 59 degrees. Seagulls winging by. Not a single car in the mall parking lot. Haven’t seen a sunrise in ages, but something… someone drew me to my computer… you. And then I read your messages. And I can’t go back to sleep.
You! My marvelous man, you can write. Thank you for writing to me. It makes me feel so special to be worth someone’s time. Someone’s words. Your incredible words.
There was a stupendous reaction to your words. It may be quiet outside, but there are fireworks inside me. Sunday fireworks. Like the 4th of July combined with New Year’s inside me. Chinese New Year. Hot hot hot. I feel like I’ve been kicked by a horse…right below my belly button…I am twisting, squirming, pulsing…dripping… damn.
If you can do this with a few pixels of text on a screen, I shudder to think what it will be like when you can get your hands on me. And your mouth on me. when your words can be whispered in my ear, augmented by your cock sunk deep inside me. Want. want. want…
Ah, chemistry. Alchemy. Everything is transforming to gold.
September 5 at 7:06am
Phil? Sit up straight. Quit looking at my chest. Pay attention!
Serious for a moment. I know…me…serious twice in one week…weird. I want to try to make something clear. Something very important. There may be a physical connection between us. But there will be more than the sex. (Yes, there’s more!)
Maybe you’ve sensed this already, but I want to make it clear.
I am going to be nice to you. Kind. warm. sweet. caring. smiling. I am going to listen to you. and tell you things. Honestly. And do stuff to make you happy. and pray for you. That’s what I am like to everyone. But even more so for you. I don’t have a mean bone in my body. You are going to be treated well. Respected. Treasured. Not because of what you do for me, but because you deserve it. Oh, I do so hope you get what I am talking about.
Ok. You can go back to looking at my chest again. 😉
Phil September 5 at 8:39am
I enjoy hearing about your life, things around Boston just as much. I like to talk about travel, work, kids, pets, suckass Redsox, 1st place Yankees and I like to look at your chest

September 5 at 8:51am
You will pay for those baseball comments. I swear. You really aren’t supposed to gloat.  Just because your team is 10 games up. Brat.
I don’t mean “we can’t just talk about sex all the time.” Although we probably can’t. I am getting dehydrated as it is!
Maybe you’re just teasing me. but I was trying to say…I am not like the other women in your life. I will be nice to you.
Now I’ll go back to sucking your earlobe while you fuck my brains out.
September 5 at 10:15am
I’m typing on my Dad’s computer. He used to be a whiz with it, but hasn’t touched it in awhile. I’m with my dad while my mom goes to church. I got him to talk! He was even laughing a little. I was being a goofball, to see if I could get him to react. This cooler weather is easier on his heart. Now he’s snoozing.  I wonder if I am allowed to type sexy stuff on my dad’s computer..hmmm….have to ponder that.
September 5 at 7:34pm
Had a lovely afternoon nap. We’ve talked about morning sex and evening sex… what about an afternoon delight? 😉 I had this image of being mostly asleep, spooned up against you. And then you got a better idea. Mmm….

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From the museum

Phil Saturday, September 4 at 5:01am
Nice. Have an image of you dancing around in your underwear. The thought makes my dick jump. Hope you are enjoying the weekend!

September 4 at 5:37am
still dark. rain over. quiet. humid. smells like the ocean.
black underwear in the living room.
Sleepy. Cuddly. Going back to bed to mull over phrases like “makes my dick jump” that make my insides clench and roll like rocking waves during a storm. shaking.
dream of quiet, slow, sleepy morning sex. ooxxt

Phil September 4 at 7:50am
I like morning sex. Get some sleep. Gorgeous day here, warm. Not a cloud in the sky. Awesome beach day!


September 4 at 9:12am
Awake now. Thanks to hungry mean old Maine coon cat.
Bright sunshine. Big breeze…cat puts his face to the wind and lets it ruffle his fur on the balcony. I let the sun beat on my face.


Breakfast at my desk. V-8 and Kashi Go Lean Protein Fiber Bar. 
Not worthy of a photo.
You behind me…your mouth on my neck. Biting my shoulder. 
Whispering…”back to bed…”
“No, no…must get stuff done..”
“Later…”

Phil September 4 at 10:34am
If you don’t want to leave your desk, I could of course just bend you over the desk. Just a thought


September 4 at 12:18pm
Oh, my. A very good thought. Hot thought. You are wicked. I like wicked. Just wrote a long serious post. Can’t send it now. Have to go to my bunk. ooxxxttttt
September 4 at 12:19pm
So if I were to send a photo, where would I send it? 
It’s not of me…but…you’ll see.
Phil September 4 at 12:20pm
my email
Emailed him the photo at 1:34 pm – my first email to him

from The Sex Museum, Amsterdam, The Netherlands



September 4 at 7:57pm

Hope you had a great day!
Another quiet Saturday evening – Hubby’s gone out to a party. My desk will never look quite the same to me! My mind is racing with what you’d do to me on it… damn. Tell me more.  You are making everything around me into triggers. It’s great!

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Sexy Back

September 3 at 9:58pm
Phew…feelings are flowing too strong. Don’t read until Monday if it’s too much for the old married man in a puritan town. 😉
You have been warned…sexy stuff below.  Do not call me tonight unless you want to hear me moan.
Wish you could be here…I have taken leave of my senses! Must be the low pressure from the hurricane. Yes. That’s what it is.
Hubby has gone out to rescue a friend from the E.R., was in car accident. I am doing something I never do…dancing in my underwear in the middle of the living room to Justin Timberlake’s “Sexy Back.”  Do you know that song?


Never really paid much attention to the lyrics…just the beat. But Philip, my sweet man, he is a modern poet. Sounds like you and me and our dinner…in a funky way. I hear your gorgeous voice saying these words to me over lobster.  I don’t dare post it to my wall…so here it is just for you.
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Sexy Back 
by Justin Timberlake
I’m bringing sexy back
Them other boys don’t know how to act
I think it’s special what’s behind your back
So turn around and i’ll pick up the slack.
(Take em’ to the bridge)
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave
It’s just that no one makes me feel this way
(Take em’ to the chorus)
[Chorus]
Come here girl
   Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
   Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
   Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
   Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you’re working with
   Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips
   Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
   Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child
   Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
   Go ahead, be gone with it (x7)
Get your sexy on
[Verse 2]
I’m bringing sexy back
The motherfuckers don’t know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast
Take em’ to the bridge
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
You ready? You ready?
Yes
[Verse 3]
I’m bringing sexy back
The motherfs watch while I attack
If that’s your girl you better watch your back
Cause she’ll burn it up for me and that’s a fact
Take em’ to the chorus
You ready?
Yes! Yes! Ooh!
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Eye of the Hurricane

Travels
Between Phil and You
September 3 at 8:10am
Good morning! Hope you made it there easily…and didn’t get drenched. Gorgeous morning here – typical pre-big blow.
Thank you for calling. Sharing. oxxx
Phil September 3 at 5:21pm
Got home fine. Weather was nothing. At the gym and then gonna cook. Will take pictures. Hope you had a good fay. Did Hurricane Earl pay a visit?

September 3 at 5:51pm
Hey, there sweet man!
Quiet day at work. Typical Friday before a long weekend. Got out early!
Earl’s knocking! Raining a little…hunkered down at home…seems like Long Island took most of the punch out of it. They’re now saying less than an inch of rain and 30 mph wind…we get more than that from a Nor’easter. Should be all done by morning.
Listening to favorite old folk songs on Youtube…feeling very virtuous for not posting anything about second chances, new sexy men etc. Posted one on my wall.  ooxxt

David Wilcox “Eye of the Hurricane” posted to my wall

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hP1MNdpw0rE
[He texted me a photo of the huge lobster tails he made for supper]
September 3 at 9:10pm
Wow…those lobster tails rock! Thanks for the pix. Poetry on a plate. *drool* I’ve never seen anything like that except… you know. I want to grab them and put them in my mouth and…oops. Sorry. Forgot you are married on the weekends. 🙂

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Baseball rivals

We spent the day talking about mountains we’ve visited… then retirement planning!  Zzzzz…. but it was nice to talk about random topics with him.  In the evening we got down to the good stuff… BASEBALL!  
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September 2 at 9:04pm
I’m chilling at home…drinking an iced chai latte…reading back over things you’ve said. Watching the baseball game… Sox are ahead! dreaming of you and me at a Red Sox vs. Yankees game in October, and doing wild things to you before and after.
  
Phil September 2 at 9:15pm
CooL!!!!!!!!!!! Yankees win of course. Sox won’t be playing in October.

September 2 at 9:20pm
You are a BRAT! Very cute, but still a brat.
Last series of the season is Yankees here… getting their ass kicked by the Sox, Oct.1,2,3. Besides, not who wins that matters…but who you get to lick right afterwards!
Phil September 2 at 9:35pm
Ass licking is much better than kicking. 🙂
September 2 at 10:09pm
You are so right. Just for that, I looked up blue silk bathrobes with big Yankees emblems on them…try to imagine me in one. or out of it…
Phil September 2 at 10:21pm
Oooh!
  
September 2 at 11:06pm
Going to bed…taking my phone. Just in case. If not, have a great night. xxoo

He called me on his drive home… once again, we chatted about food and music and life.  Nothing sexy… can’t quite figure it out, but I’m not bringing it up if he doesn’t.  It is wonderful to hear his voice, whatever he says.  
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Quick chat

September 1, 2010
Phil hey sexy girl
fun night> going to bed early tonight. Long day tomorrow
11:04pm Phil nite Sassy
11:04pm Me smootch
11:05pm Me You are going to sleep early. You are not going to talk to me. You are not going to let me fuck your brains out. You are going to sleep.
11:06pm Phil oh god
I would let you fuck me, suck me, stroke me, sit on my face
Have plenty of energy for that
11:07pm Me Really…Sleep. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about me sitting here…   dripping…smelling of Thai spices…
wanting you…
11:09p Phil  You kill me. Love that you are dripping, good for you
11:09pm Me Just roll over and sleep…
I’ll watch over you.
I’ll be good.
I won’t roll over next to you and play with you ass…
I won’t slip into your dreams and make you dream of wild tropical nights
I won’t whisper to you about climbing onto your lap on the back of the school bus… unzipping your jeans… putting you inside me
and letting every bump of the wretched backroads shove you further and further inside of me
11:12pm Phil I was just thinking of that! your fingers up my ass as your mouth or hand works my cock, oh yea, my cock is rock hard, bouncing in that hot wet pussy, so tight
11:12pm Me while you have to bottle your screams so everyone sitting around us doesn’t realize I just popped my cherry sitting inches from them
Not mentioning any of that.
11:13pm Phil  I would have loved to be the one. I wanted you so bad. Wanted to taste your pussy, wanted to taste your ass, wanted to fuck you so bad
would have been the first time for both of us
11:15pm Me Somehow, what we did seems hotter to me now…
11:15pm Phil you are probably right
pretty hot for the day
11:15pm Me Tied up in possibilities…potential… frustrations…illicit
explorations… instinct…
11:17pm Me Might be because most since have ended up the same old way…a nice way…but predictable…inevitable… where there were always unanswered questions for us…
something to tease the brain…
make the nipples hard…
the slow burn…
But 30+ years of foreplay does begin to seem like enough!
So you had a great beer?
You’re feeing good?
11:23pm Me Sleep now…
I’ll stop pestering you.
11:26pm Me Except in my mind…
by

Afterglow

I posted a video on my wall in the early morning hours.  
“It’s Getting Better All the Time” by The Beatles
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CXkokyBlktA


Good Morning
Between You and Phil

Phil September 1 at 9:05am
Good Morning! Hope you have a great day. Last night was something else. Was fun. Have to get some serious work done today. Off to the gym in a bit and then out to dinner with friends. Tomorrow is a concert and then the drive home. Hope the storm does not soak the weekend. Should be past and gone by friday.
  
September 1 at 11:56am
Good morning! Wowzers. I feel so good today!!!!!
And you are the only person in the entire world who knows why.
Thank you for last night’s discussion. Very productive.
It is very tempting to invite you to lunch. On FB…or on the phone.  There are at least 10 things I want to tell you…things I want to do…things I want to ask you to do. But I will be good, let you get work done.
 I posted another video on my wall.  “I Feel Good” by James Brown

Phil September 1 at 12:16pm
Great workout! Feel invigorated, muscles all pumped up, heart banging, wonderful. So tell me tell me tell me. Big ass German beers coming up! Can’t wait. Been dyeing to try this place. Still gotta drop and do some core work. Gotta keep the middle part strong

September 1 at 2:32pm
Oh…sweet man…it is so hot to think of you all pumped up. And writing to me in the midst of it! I feel like the luckiest girl in the world today. Of course…right now it is so so hot to think of you at all. Doing anything. Or nothing.
Great menu for the German place. Hope the food is great.  But hope it makes you think of something else you could be eating if you weren’t 600 miles away. ME! I was eyeing the sausages…made me think of what I could eat. YOU! My mouth wrapped around you, my tongue doing it’s magic…my fingers in interesting places nearby. Moving, sucking, licking…biting just a little, twirling my fingers up your ass, around your balls…making it hotter…harder…SHIT. I can not even read a restaurant menu with jumping off the deep end!
September 1 at 2:37pm
I do long for the day when I am not typing in some tiny FB chat window or talking on a dying cellphone. When I can touch your skin and see you move and feel… Though at the same time, I dread it because I can’t be thin and 25 years old in person. *sigh* But I am working on trusting you that it won’t be a problem…

September 1 at 2:47pm
Last night…last night…my mind was totally blown. And that does NOT happen. I can usually hold on to bits of my brain…even during the hottest action. And much of the time, when it was over, it’s over. But I lost it. Completely… and I am still thinking about it. And wanting more.
First, you inspire me. I have never posted a video to my FB status before. And I picked one because it was exactly how I felt…maniac…hot for you… moving… pounding. And it turns out to be a song you know…one you like…one you understand. One that makes you hot for me. That’s the way this is going be. Wow. Music is suddenly alive for me again. And in a whole new way.
Second, I was soaked as I have never been before when you called me. Just from your voice. In the first 10 seconds. I could not tell you I was having a major internal explosion while you are saying “hello, gosh your voice is a little different” but I can tell you now. I am not a phone person. The web is my domain. But I loved it last night. Pondering which is better… FB or phone… Hmmm…hard to say. Any thoughts?
You do something to me…you have the right key to unlock my innermost places and shed light and heat…it is HOT! You have some kind of special sexy superpower. I want you to use it for good. On me.
And our typing. You reading about me being wild…not judging… Replaying it now… marveling at how we can talk about anything and everything. Boggling at how you can follow where I take you. Eagerly. And how my words stayed with me – I was able to set the scene and stick with it even when I was about to explode. You get it and roll with it…and make it even better than it was. The wildest night I can remember, and you make it better. In text. Damn. Because it is your strong shoulders I see now, bite now…your hips pounding on mine…your hands…and your smile I see when I send you places you’ve never been before, put ideas in your head… MEXICO…tongues…twists…one bed… BOOM@!
September 1 at 3:00pm
Smiling at us talking on the phone about both having been in the same bar in Boston the same July 4th weekend. How you were the one who kept the others out of trouble, and I was always talking with that guy. Freaking out that you might have been one bar stool over and I never saw you. We may discover other moments like this…like a bad movie where we keep missing each other. But screw that…we’re here now!
Thinking about what might have happened. Maybe your buddy chats with me at the bar, asks where I’m from, and says, “Huh? One of the guys at my table is from there. Small world, eh? I’ll go get him.” And I think “Oh, great…one of the doofs from home.” Then you walk toward me…and your eyes widen…we would both smile…where would it go from there? What would you have done? Perhaps fodder for another conversation…
September 1 at 3:05pm
I have good intentions. I meant to let you work today. I meant to get work done myself. But I can’t… I don’t know how long this will last, but as long as it does, I am riding it like the crest of the best wave Oahu’s North Shore ever rolled. And then lying naked on the hot sand with a big smile on my face.
Phil September 1 at 3:09pm
I liked both FB and the phone. I have an active imagination so I can visualize. I could see everything that was happening last night. I could smell the room, feel the sweat, see it all. Was very easy to follow along. 

I would never be judgmental. There is not much I have not considered sexually and not much I would not try under the right circumstances. No pain, just pleasure. My room smelled like cum last nite. I kind of liked it. Like the way it smells and tastes. 

I checked out the menu too. I am more impressed with the beer but will have the Brat wurst thinking about you sucking and licking and fingers twirling in my ass. Sounds like great fun! Can’t wait to hear of other adventures. I have nothing that exciting to tell. Wish I did. That situation was very hot. I’ll remember that for a long time. Will be masturbation tool. Sure was last nite. Hope you are enjoying your day. Hope you stay moist all day long.
[I sent him photos of various Mexican beaches] 

September 1 at 4:25pm
Silly blue “Kool-aid” colored water…white sand…a place I will never forget!
September 1 at 4:39pm
You’ve had adventures. You have things to talk about. I’ve certainly enjoyed hearing about your adventures with that high school girl!
I see adventures in your future. With your imagination and powers of description, I can give you a prompt or you can tell me about something that you’ve been wondering about…and we can roll with it! We can be whoever we want, wherever we want…and play it out. If you want to…

Phil September 1 at 4:39pm
Love the caribbean. Been to most of it. Great beaches, great drinks, great fun 
September 1 at 4:50pm
The most beautiful beach I’ve ever seen was Trunk Bay on St. John, USVI. Did you ever get there?
September 1 at 5:42pm
What does drinking do to you? Mellow? Wilder? Not mean, I hope…
Phil September 1 at 5:50pm
Been to St Johns, not sure what beach. The German place is awesome!
Phil September 1 at 9:00pm
Hey you hot little wench! Hope you had a good evening. Dinner was wonderful, beers were great, german music, good company, was fun. Thought of you when my bratwurst came
Phil September 1 at 9:08pm
Had a great dinner and drinks. Now I want to be licked, stroked, sucked, fucked. Lower that pussy over my face. Give me access to your pussy and ass. Really in the mood to feel your fingers thrusting and twirling up my ass. Damn I’m horny – thinking about Mexico – dicks on my cheek, cum coated tits, hot pussy, young pussy, hot tight asses, damn
September 1 at 9:10pm
Wench, huh? Wench?! Hee! I will wench you…you handsome man. Right now I could fuck you right into next week. Just woke up from a nap. Wish it had been you waking me up. Slowly…deeply.
I am not going to touch the line about the bratwurst coming… sounds messy. 🙂
My evening has sucked so far. But it is getting better now.
Phil September 1 at 9:17pm
Sorry to hear that. You should be sucking me.
  
September 1 at 9:28pm
Having Thai food…delivered…hot stuff. Wish I could order you delivered…you’d look great on my doorstep…with sauce
Phil September 1 at 9:33pm
I love spicy food. Love Thai and Indian yummy.
  
September 1 at 9:47pm
I would like to be eating spicy food right now with you…naked…there would be lots of spills down my front that you could lick off…and then you’d get sloppy and spill some and I’d have to go after that…can’t waste food…slurp.
There’s this website called Foodler.com. Do you have that in D.C.? They get restaurants to list with them, then coordinate delivery. So each restaurant doesn’t have to handle delivery, insurance, credit cards etc. There are 179 places that will bring us dinner…too easy. We do Thai, Italian, Irish, Chinese, sushi…even a place that bring breakfast! BACON!
  
Phil September 1 at 10:04pm
Yea have those here too. I like thai, indian, chinese, sushi, mexican, italian 
September 1 at 10:06pm
Thinking about what you will taste like…salty…spicy… passionfruit!
  
September 1 at 10:09pm
Friend posted a fun video…all these dance scenes from dozens of movies, pieced together really well, to the Footloose music. Made me want to jump up and dance…they dump in everything – Fred Astaire, Michael Jackson, Mama Mia, White Nights, Dirty Dancing, Flashdance, Step Up…on and on…
Wish I could be dancing with you…fast then slow and slower…
Phil September 1 at 10:09pm
Generally sweet. I have tasted before
  
September 1 at 10:12pm
“Generally sweet…” Makes sense to me…you are so sweet in so many ways!
Phil September 1 at 10:16pm
I’m sure it’s what I eat but never trasted it bitter or bad, always kind of sweet
September 1 at 10:27pm
Another beautiful beach…Waipeo Valley on the Big Island of Hawai’i. Black sand…wild horses…and you look up this huge jungle valley at 1500 ft high cliffs and a waterfall…paradise!
Our tour guide was a local…asked him if it ever gets cold there. He said it gets down to 60 degrees sometimes! Heh. I said he didn’t know what cold was then, and he laughed, saying “Lady, I did my basic training at Great Lakes in February – I know cold!”
Phil September 1 at 10:38pm
Only been to Oahu. Would like to see the others. Gonna freeze my ass off after I move.
September 1 at 10:40pm
Whenever you feel cold, you can ping me or ring me up. I will fix it. You’ll be hot in no time flat.
September 1 at 10:43pm
You just need the right coat and boots. Get one of those full-length down coats that make people look like the Michelin man. In black. With a hood. And boots from LL Bean or someplace serious. Makes a big difference.

September 1 at 10:58pm
Sleep well…sweet man.
  
Phil September 1 at 11:02pm
Nite Sassy